Chapter 82: Confessing the Lord

Xie Lan kept staring at the phantom array in front of him, and when Jiao Yong's words sounded, the phantom array had begun to change a little, the emerald green color of the whole body quietly disappeared, and a huge golden light curtain shrouded the place where Fang had just attacked, and then slowly dissipated and collapsed, turning into a dot of bright light, and then annihilated invisible.

The light dissipated, and a completely different scene suddenly came into everyone's eyes, Xie Lan opened his mouth in surprise, and then stared at a certain place with everyone.

In the depths of the endless mountains, the overbearing snow covered everything, and everything greeted in white, even some of the green pines that stayed green all the year round were bent by it and put on white prison uniforms. But at this time today, a place the size of a radius of several miles is gray and black as a whole, especially the seven huge black stone pillars, which are carved with countless strange patterns, like seven black spears, pointing straight to the clouds, silently provoking the cold winter of the Deyasi Mountains. But that wasn't enough to get people looking at one of them. The crowd was extremely quiet at this time, only the sound of broken wind whispered softly.

Jiao Yong only had time to say five words, then he looked at a certain place in a daze, and those five words did not cause the slightest reaction from everyone, "Demon totem pole ......"

Six broken black totem poles scattered around a huge totem pole, they emit thin black smoke, forming a hemispherical black curtain, and on the huge black totem pole in the center, a small silver-white tree emitted a white light, tenacious and delicate whirling, the graceful posture is so dazzling in this pitch black, giving people an abrupt but stubborn to the extreme beauty, its branches eight budding flowers on the totem pole trembling on the petals, The pink petals bloomed to the softest place in everyone's hearts. One, two...... Xie Lan was intoxicated, as if he could smell a refreshing fragrance.

Jiao Yong looked intoxicated, and said dreamily: "Bingyan Plum, Eight Pins Bingyanmei." ”

The eight petals opened in turn, and then the white light suddenly became dense, like a gentle cloud shrouded in it, making people not real, the white light gradually retracted, and a hazy figure slowly became clear in the black mist, and the white cloud turned into a white light skirt at some point, gently covering the figure's body.

At this moment, the hemispherical black curtain of seven black totems connected together, as if succumbing to the astonishing beauty of that figure, slowly collapsed, each emitting a black aura, rising and floating on its surface.

As a result, everyone was fortunate to witness the beautiful face of that figure, delicate and picturesque, elegant and poetic, cold chasing the moon. Under the bright eyes and bright teeth, the ice muscle and jade bones loomed; Between the ethereal expressions, the three thousand green silks are flying, which is really beautiful and extraordinary.

The only regret is that the face is too cold, she looked around, looked at the demon totem pole, glanced at everyone again, and then raised her head to look at the sky, under the slight frown, a trace of sadness appeared on the delicate face.

Xie Lan looked at the sky with the fairy's gaze, and then was taken aback: "Brother Jiao, look, what is that?" ”

A thick ink-like cloud had shrouded here at some point, Jiao Yong looked up, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Robbery clouds!" In a flash of thought, Jiao Yong had a little eyebrows, and secretly thought to himself in his heart, could it be that what Fang just broke was not the phantom array, but the isolation aura array of this eight-grade ice smoke plum, it was not sure to survive the transformation of the thunder, so it was temporarily committed to the remnants of the demon race, the eight-grade ice smoke plum was originally a psychic thing, coupled with the demonic energy emitted by this demon ruins, under the superposition, its transformation thunder was at least far more than the thunder of the ordinary cultivator when he formed the Yuan Infant, this thunder robbery is definitely not something we can contend with. Thinking about it further, after all the fluctuations of this tribulation, presumably the secret realm should also disappear without a trace.

Jiao Yong looked excited, and then shouted loudly: "Everyone stand back, this is the eight-grade ice smoke plum that wants to transform into a catastrophe, and if you don't want to die, it's best to withdraw ten miles away." He turned around and gently instructed Wang Yiyu: "Let everyone withdraw from Twenty Miles and rest on the spot." ”

Xie Lan listened to Jiao Yong's introduction, and secretly regretted in his heart, sure enough, he was jealous, the little senior sister once told me that the demon beast crossing was already more difficult than my monk, not to mention that it was a tree that could not be moved, how long did it take for her to reach the transformation period, and how difficult it should be to reach the transformation now, looking at the thick dark clouds covering the entire demon ruins, Xie Lan sighed lightly again.

At this time, the number of monks had reached nearly three hundred, and everyone looked at the ruins from afar, and the graceful figure frozen in the air in the black totem was so sad and sad. At this time, even the heavens could not bear to look at each other, and the dark clouds outside the clouds blindfolded their eyes, and winter tears fell, so there were snowflakes fluttering and sprinkling.

And about a hundred feet below the ruins of the demon race, dozens of dark and different forms of demonic beasts are slowly going berserk, in front of him, a black-robed man laughed fiercely, and thought proudly in his heart: Hmph, this time I lost the seven totem pillars of our clan, then, now I will give you a little color to see, if the time is not yet ripe, we will not give up, I remember this account. He carefully took out a bag of things from his arms, then bounced them into the air, and pointed them out again, and the bag of things exploded in all directions, and a piece of white powder sprinkled on the dozens of demonic beasts under him, and the demonic beasts became more and more violent. The figure of the black-robed man slowly dissipated, and then appeared on the top of another mountain.

"Big brother, the matter has been done, as long as this tribulation and thunder passes, I will open the passage at the bottom of the mountain, these demonic beasts must be able to cause a lot of damage to this group of people."

"That's good. In the future, the three of us will guard a bloody array, and each of us will retreat and cultivate, and if there are no other circumstances, we are not allowed to show up. Did you hear that? The man who was called the eldest brother said unquestionably, his eyes sweeping over the two of them solemnly.

"Got it." The other two bowed their heads at the same time.

"It's good to know, seven totem poles, nearly thirty demonic beasts, give you a long memory, otherwise, in the future, if you make this mistake under others, I am afraid that you will lose your life long ago, I hope you understand the painstaking efforts of the eldest brother." How much has my people given you this opportunity, and you must not forget how bad the place where our people live. ”

"We were wrong." There was a tremor in their voices. The boss lifted the two of them by the shoulders and looked together at the thick blackened clouds in the distance.

Xie Lan and Yu Shi and the other five people also slowly left this place, and Han Lei said: "Old Yu Tou, which kind of thunder tribulation do you say this eight-grade ice smoke plum will be?" ”

"I don't know this, just watch it, but either way, I don't think she has a chance." Old Yu Tou sighed slowly, staring at the clouds in the sky.

"Look, this thunder has no color, do you know what kind of thunder it is? I've never heard of it. Fairy Mei asked curiously.

"Could it be ......" Old Yu Tou was about to say what he was thinking, but he saw that Xie Lan actually grabbed the wide black broken sword on his back and flew towards the demon totem pole.

It turned out that Xie Lan stared at the thunder condensed in the sky, and the heavenly punishment behind him suddenly trembled, Xie Lan clearly felt a nameless and surging anger, and before he could react, that day the punishment came out of the sheath on its own, and the shadow of the sword hilt tightly wrapped around Xie Lan's entire arm, leading Xie Lan to float towards the fairy-like human figure, Xie Lan faintly heard the words of the old man, "Destroy the world and clean the thunder." As if he understood something in his heart, feeling the performance of the Broken Sword Heavenly Punishment in the past year, Xie Lan looked at the clouds in the air, as well as the miserable woman, he threw down the silk treasure belt, and then turned around and said: "Old Yutou, take everyone don't look back, find Shuangshuang, and retreat directly to Shangyang City." ”

After speaking, Xie Lan used the spiritual power of his whole body and frantically injected it into the Heavenly Punishment, the Heavenly Punishment seemed to understand Xie Lan's intentions, and with a cheerful soft sound, the Shadow Binding Silk Grass at the hilt of the sword gently pierced into Xie Lan's arm, and a few drops of essence blood were also absorbed by it. Xie Lan suddenly had a feeling in his heart that it was closely related to the Heavenly Punishment, and a clear sword sound resounded through the Nine Heavens, more like a challenge of the Heavenly Punishment to the calamity clouds above his head. The spirit sword in the hands of the people in the Tianyan Sword Sect trembled, and even the star in Yang Zihan's hand trembled a little.

The Broken Sword Heavenly Punishment finally recognized Xie Lan's identity, and after absorbing Xie Lan's essence blood, endless cold light erupted from his body, and the mottled marks on the uneven surface quietly disappeared, becoming smooth as a mirror, and the cold light was shining.

Xie Lan let go of all the fetters in his heart, fully experienced the wonderful feeling of the fusion of human swords, he felt the boundless profundity in the heavenly punishment, after standing on the totem pole, looking at the thunderous clouds above his head, he solemnly took out the black pill pill pill that Wu Daoren gave him, just gently swept the cold woman in front of him, and swallowed it.

That means clearly, I have nothing to do with you to resist this thunderstorm.

The woman's big smart eyes looked curiously at the man standing in front of her, and said softly, "Thank you." ”

The pill entered the throat for a moment, and a puff of essence and rich spiritual power continued to burst out, feeling the surging spiritual power of the master, and the Broken Sword Heavenly Punishment was a brisk roar, devouring greedily and madly, as if it also understood that although the world-destroying pure thunder above its head was different from the nine-day world-destroying pure thunder back then, it was not something that it could compete with now.

But, it won't run away again.

Xie Lan's dantian's spiritual power poured into the heavenly punishment endlessly, at this moment, Xie Lan felt a powerful power, just a thought in his heart, the red thunder fu, the orange electric slash had been used one after another, eighteen red thunder balls with a diameter of one meter hovered above his head, and Xie Lan's heavenly punishment held high, the orange electric light that was crazy and shattered on the surface jumped wantonly, and a powerful energy emanated out, pointing to the clouds in the sky.

Jiao Yong suddenly thought of a record in the classics in the Heavenly Dao Gate: Artifact, my cultivator can also refine, more than 10,000 years ago, the Qingxuanmen refining master refining without a trace coincidentally refined a divine sword, which was not tolerated by heaven and earth, and sent down the divine thunder to destroy the world in nine days, that day, the space collapsed, the divine sword was broken, and the specific situation was unknown. Could it be, is it ......

Old Yu Tou looked at the familiar figure in the distance, and then said to the five people behind him, "Let's go." ”

Yang Zihan felt the fighting spirit of the star, and he said slowly: "Don't worry, one day, you and I will also step on the peak." It's just that he, I'm afraid he won't be able to survive that day, some can. ”

Many more monks were very incomprehensible, "Do you know that fool?" Someone is looking for death, hey, no matter how beautiful a fairy is, she has to have a life to endure it. ”

"What do you know, Bing Yanmei is dead, and being a ghost is also romantic."

"Then why don't you go up and die."

"Uh. I haven't cultivated enough, and I haven't reached that realm yet. ”

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